A belated apology comes only when a person is about to die...

When Cheng Sizhou regained his sight, Qingming Festival had just passed. He had not expressed his due grief, and he had to make up for it afterwards.

The two of them took some time to visit the cemetery to pay tribute to Lin Hanzhen, Jiang Yunli and Jiang Anyi. On the way back, they glanced at Xu Zhiqin's tomb and presented him with a bouquet of flowers.

Wen Zichuan couldn't help but feel emotional as he bowed. More and more people pass away in life, and the longer you live, the more you realize how precious it is to cherish what you have.

After returning home, Wen Zichuan remembered another thing.

"Brother Zhou, the doctor said Xiao Liang can be discharged now. I want to bring him home to live with us. What do you think?"

"This is your home, you have the final say."

"This is my home, and it's your home as well," Wen Zichuan corrected him. "From now on, we'll make decisions together on important matters. Don't treat yourself as an outsider."

Cheng Sizhou nodded in agreement: "Happiness came too suddenly, it always feels unreal."

"Tell me the truth, what do you think about Xiao Liang's situation?"

"Xiao Liang is quite pitiful. His parents and family are all gone. I want to take good care of him, but if I bring him home...will it affect us?"

Cheng Sizhou has always cared about his family, and the relationship between family members is also his priority.

There is nothing wrong with taking the responsibility of taking care of Xiaoliang, but Xiaoliang is very dependent on Zichuan. If he still asks Zichuan to accompany him to eat, take a bath, and play games like before, their close relationship will hardly be affected if they live under the same roof.

"The doctor said Xiao Liang's mental state has returned to that of a 15- or 16-year-old, and his aggressiveness has decreased significantly. As long as he's not provoked, he can lead a normal life. The current problem is that his socialization is relatively low, but socialization requires immersion in society to gradually integrate. Once he figures out how to live as a 30-year-old, he may not want to stay with us."

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Cheng Sizhou kissed Wen Zichuan on the forehead and sighed pretentiously, "You're bringing a child with you before you even get married."

"What?" Wen Zichuan smiled with curved eyebrows and punched him lightly on the chest.

Although there are enough bedrooms in the house, it is not so convenient for them to be intimate after Xiao Liang moved in.

Cheng Sizhou used this as an excuse to pester Wen Zichuan for money endlessly and did not get out of bed for several days.

"Hello, Teacher Chen." When Wen Zichuan answered the phone, a Shiba Inu was still lying on his chest, licking him desperately.

"Teacher Wen, the Sound Museum is already working on a design plan." Chen Xiya, completely unaware of the blushing scene on the other end of the line, continued in a businesslike tone, "We want to incorporate cultural elements into the design, but the Wu tribe you mentioned... is that the Wu tribe? We can't find any information at all. Can you provide some? Or is there any way we can find it?"

This question left Wen Zichuan speechless.

Chinese history is vast and no matter which period you pick out, there will be some textual evidence to support it.

But the Dragon Ridge Mountain Witch Clan is a lost civilization in the cracks of history. Their precious cultural relics have been lost overseas, their ancient villages have decayed, and their entire clan has been slaughtered. The only one left is Xiao Liang.

"Teacher Chen, I'll introduce someone to you in a couple of days."

"Are you an expert in this field?"

"No, they are from the Wu tribe."

After Xiao Liang came out of the hospital, he did not return to "Good Times and Good Scenes", but went directly to Lin's shop.

Chen Xiya and the design team heard Xiao Liang's story and held a lively welcome party for him in a particularly "social" way.

Xiao Liang was a little timid at first, but he soon felt everyone's kindness towards him and happily ate desserts and milk tea that he had never had before.

"Teacher Wen, there are several rooms in the courtyard that were originally bedrooms, but we've converted them into temporary dormitories," Chen Xiya handed Wen Zichuan a small cake. "I want Xiao Liang to live here for a while so I can discuss the design plan with him."

Wen Zichuan hesitated. He walked into the crowd and asked Xiao Liang, "Would you like to stay here and play with everyone?"

Xiao Liang looked carefully at everyone present, then nodded: "I do!"

Wen Zichuan turned to Chen Xiya and said, "Then I'll leave it to you, Teacher Chen. Please take good care of him for me."

Chen Xiya smiled and said, "Of course."

Before going to bed at night, Wen Zichuan talked about this with Cheng Sizhou. He said that Xiao Liang seemed to adapt more easily to group life.

For example, he did not resist the hospital because it was a social environment with doctors, nurses, and other patients. Now he does not object to being with a group of young people.

Cheng Sizhou said that the Wu tribe is a standard matriarchal society, where women have a high status and are in charge of all matters of the tribe. In a matriarchal society, living materials and property are more commonly shared, and living in groups is a lifestyle that matches this.

“What about patriarchal societies?”

"If wives and children are also considered property, the development of a patriarchal society will lead to a higher degree of private property ownership."

Wen Zichuan looked at the ceiling thoughtfully. "I heard that matriarchal societies practice walking marriage. How can couples guarantee their loyalty to each other if they don't have a small family?"

"Does forming a small family guarantee loyalty?" Cheng Sizhou saw that he was like a "curious baby" and couldn't help but kiss him. "Marriage is about property, not feelings. When it comes to feelings, you have to ask your heart."

Wen Zichuan pressed his chest and asked, "What if I change my mind?"

Cheng Sizhou hugged him from behind and bit the flesh on the side of his neck: "Then let's get married."

"You said marriage has nothing to do with love."

"If I can't have your heart, I'll have you."

“Isn’t this forced?”

"Yes, I am forcing you to stay with me forever."

After all, Wen Zichuan was not a member of the Wu tribe. He had been disciplined by the patriarchal society for thousands of years. When he suddenly heard the word "marriage", he couldn't help but feel emotional.

Before leaving, Wen Duo said that same-sex marriage is legal in Sinodang. In fact, he was not so looking forward to getting married in a foreign country, but he occasionally fantasized that there was something that could prove that he and Cheng Sizhou were a couple.

As luck would have it, he was recalling the scene of their farewell at the airport when Wen Duo sent him a message.

Cheng Sizhou's cell phone was lost by an antique dealer. After the number was recovered, Wen Zichuan and he bought new phones together, still the same model.

Wen Duo told Cheng Sizhou that Destaing had admitted that the person he took his manuscript with him and turned to collaborate with was Zhang Hongliang because he felt that "Zhang Hongliang was more greedy and easier to control."

Wen Zichuan glanced at the screen and scolded Wen Duo for being a "hindsight expert". Cheng Sizhou narrowly escaped death and lured Zhang Hongliang into taking action. The verdict was about to be made when Wen Duo got the evidence from Destin.

The message was followed by a video. In the video, a white-haired old man was lying on his back on the hospital bed, with a ventilator hanging from his mouth and nose, his eyes barely open, and he was so weak that it seemed as if he would die at any second.

At this time, the camera moves up and sees a piece of white cardboard standing upright at the head of the old man's bed, with a few words written crookedly on it: "I'm wrong, sorry."

"Is he Destin?" Cheng Sizhou asked.

"Destin is dying," Wen Duo said, showing no mercy to his former boss. "You can send him off any day you come."

Wen Zichuan and Cheng Sizhou looked at each other. Now that Zhang Hongliang has been arrested, they thought that Destin, who was in a foreign country, could escape the blame. Unexpectedly, the so-called "control" of Wen Duo was to hold his life in his hands.

"What did you do to him?" Cheng Sizhou felt it necessary to ask clearly first.

"It has nothing to do with me," Wen Duo said. "He smoked too many cigars and has lung cancer. His son has already given up treatment. I paid to keep him alive. Now he has to do whatever I tell him to do."

For a long time, Destin and Wen Duo have been in a relationship of mutual benefit.

Destin used him, but did not completely trust him. He knew that what Wen Duo was concerned about was the truth behind the theft of archaeological results and the robbery of the ancient tombs in Longji Mountain, so even when he was terminally ill, he refused to reveal Zhang Hongliang's name.

When Wen Duo returned to China this time, he found that Jiang Yunli and Cheng Sizhou were still pursuing the case. After learning the truth, he was no longer constrained by Destin. The first thing he did after flying back to Sinodang was to kill his youngest son.

"He killed the entire Wu clan. We can't let him die quietly. If you're interested, you can send him off yourself." Wen Duo said this and added, "Don't worry, I'll take care of it."

Wen Zichuan and Cheng Sizhou didn't know what to say. It seemed as if the Sino country thousands of miles away was not a society ruled by law. They punished violations of the law without relying on legal convictions, and it seemed very common for sons to murder their fathers and subordinates to torture their employers.

"We'll think about it," Cheng Sizhou said, "and give you an answer in a couple of days."

"I also have the eleven porcelain gui pieces. I've sold some of the other cultural relics, but I have archives, so I can slowly recover them in the future."

"Are all the porcelain gui intact?"

"The preservation conditions of cultural relics here are very poor. Porcelain is often bumped and dented."

"Send it back, we can fix it."

"I contacted a company owned by an ethnic Chinese, whose boss's surname is Qin. They have a lot of experience in donating cultural relics back to China."

"Do you know Qin's company?"

"How could I not know? Isn't 'Two Sheep in the Suburbs of Pu' the work of Boss Qin?"

After sending the message, Cheng Sizhou and Wen Zichuan fell into silence for a moment.

It is a happy thing that the purple-gold-glazed six-eared porcelain gui that has been lost for twenty years has finally returned to China. However, Wen Duo found out that the buyer of "Two Sheep in the Suburbs of Pu" was Qin Zhihan, but she still didn't know that her biological daughter was also raised by Qin Zhihan.

Wen Zichuan was not very happy about Wen Duo's suggestion to invite them to go to Sinodang.

Since Destin is not far from death, and will return to dust in the future, it is time for him to let go of the grudges and move on. There is no need to go out of his way to remove his oxygen tube.

Wen Zichuan didn't want to go, and Cheng Sizhou respected his wishes and planned to go back to him early tomorrow morning. After that, they would wait for the porcelain gui to be delivered, and the matter would be settled.

The next day was the May Day holiday. Cheng Sizhou received a call from Zhou Yitang while washing up. She said, "Let Teacher Wen check the Weibo backend quickly."

Wen Zichuan has more than 20 million fans, and there are mountains of backstage messages, which he usually doesn't read. It was only after Zhou Yitang reminded him that he found the "sugar-coated porridge" in the vast crowd.

Tang Yi Zhou forwarded a few messages to him. This year's comic exhibition invited many voice actors to help out. Zhou Yitang highlighted Guohua Music Society, and they were preparing to perform the finale of "The Long Road" on the comic exhibition stage.

"Teacher Wen, you must think of a way. Pinault bought the tickets for the inside field, and we are about to leave for the comic convention." Zhou Yitang's hands were shaking as he typed.

"Has Pinault seen this poster?"

"We bought the tickets when the guest lineup was confirmed. I don't know if she's seen it, and I don't dare to ask."

Pinault knew that Mu Cen condoned Ren Ziyue's plagiarism of her script, so why did she still go to watch Mu Cen's performance offline?

Could it be that she wanted to question Mu Cen in person?

Pinot is a simple, upright, but also very particular girl. From her point of view, she should want to hear Mu Cen explain to her in person why he did this.

But after "The Long Road" was removed from the shelves, Mu Cen not only claimed that he would never cooperate with Wen Zichuan again, but also his relationship with Dilisheng became very strained.

Pinault has no other way to see Mu Cen, so going to the comic convention to watch the performance may be the only way.

"Zhou Yitang, I'm asking you to tell her that you have something urgent to do, or that you're not feeling well, and ask her to come find you first to delay going to the convention."

"Okay, I'll tell her first, but it might not take long."

Wen Zichuan sent her his contact information, asked for her location, and then went out to Zhou Yitang to stop Pinot.

Dr. Cheng repeatedly warned that Pinault's heart was overloaded and she must not get too emotional. However, the comic convention was full of fans of various dubbing teachers, and she wanted to stand alone against Mu Cen and expose him for plagiarism. How could she not get too emotional in this situation?

Seeing him rushing out in a hurry, Cheng Sizhou followed him without asking any questions.